I get it. "All's fair in love and war" is a perfect proverb for a show about divorce. Clever, oh so, clever. But that might be about where the intelligence stops with this show. First of all, I will tune into almost ANY Ryan Murphy joint. (Except or AHS because eeecchhhh ) The writing is always sharp, the story engrossing and the cast is always stellar. I friggin love Sarah Paulson in almost anything she does and seeing her as a super meanie here is awesome. Some of her disgusting insults alone make my time worthwhile. But this.....oh sweet jebus this.....this show is a whole other animal. I'm not the first person to write about how this show looks like one long commercial dropping luxury brands at every turn. There can't be a shot that doesn't include an over-the-top outfit or statement bag sitting somewhere in proximity. I understand that money and luxury and aspiration are a big part of this series.....after all.....we've got billionaires fightin...
I still can't believe my beautiful girl was passed over in the shelter because she was "too old". Today she turns 2. She has been living in my care for only 3 weeks now, and already I can't imagine life without her! Happy birthday to my Victoria.....Vick.....Miss Vikki.....Baby Girl.....Queen Victoria!